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Artist In The Ambulance Acoustic Tab

by Thrice


Don't be so hard with criticism please, was just my second submitted chord ;)

The similar accoustic version "Live at the Apple Store" on "If we could only see
us now" is played with Capo on the 1st fret - but you also can play it without.



                                      
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
                                    
Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel
                              
My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up
                     
And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white
                                                               
They flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and I am gone

[Bridge:]
 ->  -> 

                                 
Now I lay here owing my life to a stranger
                    
And I realize that empty words are not enough
      
I'm left here with the question of just
                              
What have I to show except the promises I never kept?
                                
I lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets


                                    
I hope that I will never let you down
                                                        
I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound


 ->  ->  -> 


Em (just one strike)                         C
Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares
G (just one strike)                         D
It gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do what's right, I know that 
                                                 
there's A difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have
                                      
There's a line drawn in the sand, I'm working up the will to cross it and


                                    
I hope that I will never let you down
                                                        
I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound

 
Rhetoric can't raise the dead
                    
I'm sick of always talking when there's no change

Rhetoric can't raise the dead
                                           
I'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow


                                      
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
                                    
Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel
                              
My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the
                                    
Greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands
                                      
They've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance

                                    
I hope that I will never let you down
                                                        
I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound
                                                        
Can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound


by Rico Kleindienst (Germany)